Chuck, I miss you.

I miss your sarcastic laugh.
I miss the way you smell of cigarettes and mint gum.
I miss your mac being on our coffee table.
I miss you taking Grandma and Amanda to the store.
I miss the way you say your kids’ names.
I miss the way you would say that my dad is a better man than you.
I miss hearing stories of Africa.
I miss you saying “God is in control.”